God Of Speed Novels & Stories

Just as I turned back, a gust of wind blew dramatically through the compound. I turned. A car was flying toward the main building at ridiculous speed. For a wetland, I didn't know dust could rise like that. The car came to a sharp stop. An Aston Martin. Of course it was expensive too. The driver's door opened and the god stepped out. Even from here, he looked furious. A few men hurried toward him, but he dismissed them with a wave before they could even get close. I immediately turned around and hurried into the annex. “Who knows if he sees right through me? It's a god anyway.”

"B-but how could you possibly have so much money? This makes no sense at all!" At that moment, the bitterness in my heart finally lifted. "Because I won the lottery! Nothing too impressive—just 200 million dollars after taxes." The four of them looked stunned, staring at me with their mouths wide open. By the time I climbed into the Mercedes and drove away, they were still standing there in a daze, completely unable to process what had just happened. Yet I underestimated how shameless they were. They must have gotten the address from the deed, because they actually showed up at my house on New Year's Eve.

It was the beginning of something new. I was no longer someone’s wife or shadow. I was the Godmother of the mafia families, Xavier’s mother, Kane’s beloved, and most importantly, I was myself. A year later, in a port city in Eustona, someone spotted a familiar figure. The man was ragged, limping on one leg. When he looked up, his face was covered in scars and humiliation. It was James. He saw me and instantly looked away in terror, ducking into the crowd like a rat scurrying across the street.

Her heart fractured at the thought of leaving her behind. Elia pulled away, wiping her face roughly. “Still... maybe it’s better this way. You deserve more than Kade. More than this place. If he couldn’t fight for you, then let him live with the memory of letting you go.” A slow rumble of hooves and wheels echoed across the stone path. The God of War had arrived. Anana turned to see the black carriage stop before them. Sleek, ominous, and guarded by two armored wolves on horseback. One of the guards stepped down and opened the door.

I only knew what it meant. "Ah!" I couldn't help but screech when he accelerated way too much. I predict the speed is at the highest at around 210 miles per hour. But hey, he didn't discover the fire speed boost yet and I was thankful. I rarely used that feature, because for one, if I lost balance and hit something in that speed, I'd say hello to God. We reach the pack house and the fences open when they realise who the driver was. I slowly remove my hands from his body while sitting straight instead of leaning on him.

Like a massive number of human bodies, reverberating with noise and excitement. "Oh...my...God," Rico gushed, tapping Sofia, she looked and gasped, the phone slid out of her hand, falling to the floor. Just then, someone pointed at Rico's SUV, and they started coming. "Go! Go! Go!" Sofia yelled, her nails gripping Harry's shoulder. He was shocked and motionless but immediately handled the reverse so well, "Dominic Torreto" would've been proud. The trio sped away from the wave of human bodies flying at them in "Fast and Furious" style and could only settle once they were back on the road. Harry drove to a gas station downtown and for the first time, the car slid to a stop.

Janette nodded her head and said; “I know right, this was exactly my reaction the first time I saw it too.” “Oh my cheese, do ya have any idea how much this cars cost? These three cars are the ten top cars in the world.” He pointed to the hennessey venom GT and said. “This one has a speed of 435.31 kmh/270.8 mph 2.4 seconds, f**k it my dream car.” He said dreamily; Janette barely heard anything he said. Her gazed lingered on Jackson Davidson. One of the bodyguards opened the door for him and he gracefully climbed down. He looked at his surrounding for a moment before making his way to the restaurant.

POV LEO ... "Damn it!" Throughout the trip I kept swearing without reducing the speed of my car. I had entered New Jersey five minutes ago and with the approximately 350 km/h speed of my Hennessey Venom F5 and managed to cut the time from New York City from two hours to just 30 minutes. What I never expected was that Maria, one of my trusted members, was a spy from Dragonbone. And because of my carelessness, I had put Jeanne in danger now.

Once he hits the accelerator, he becomes totally invincible. They hurriedly ran to their cars and gave chase. One thing was for certain. If they failed their mission, Lorelei would throw them in her tiger's cage. Israel sped across the highway going 90 and above on the speedometer. He was sure his enemies would come after him. And they did. They made the chase after him. He was a fast driver. No one can beat his speed. Israel snarled, glaring at the cars giving chest on his rear view mirror. IIf there was one thing he hated more than anything was being playing the role of a coward.

The god’s touch sent a violent shiver through the servant. “Call her my bride one more time and you'll die in her place dear servant” he warned. “But-” “No buts” he placed his hand on his shoulder, making him shiver in fear “I don't make promises” The next evening, the team arrived at the airport, their luggage in tow. The hum of announcements and rolling suitcases filled the air,Caleb guided them through the crowd. “France isn’t going to explore itself,” he said, a half-smile on his face.